I was having a lazy morning in bed, doing the Wordle and Spelling Bee on my phone. It’s my typical wake up routine now that there’s no job to run to, and I appreciate every minute of it. For most ...
A few years ago, a thought occurred to me that prompted me to sit down and think deeply. Not long after Bret ended his life, I joined multiple support groups that I had found on social media. I don't recall ...
Nothing can prepare us for what we really go through on this grief journey. No matter if our husband's death was sudden or if there was a time of anticipatory grief through a long terminal illness, or somewhere in between. ...
...decisions. I got entirely too used to Bret making most of the decisions for us, or at least very heavily weighing in when I had decisions to make for myself. It was no secret that he called all the shots. ...
There are days when memories of us sneak up on me. It’s almost like I can see you back in the corners of my mind. At times, it’s like I can feel your presence, a warmth that envelopes me. I’m ...
I am an avid reader, and I have been since I was small, when I first learned that the weird little markings on the pages of a book could magically tell my brain a story. Multiple genres could be considered ...
In my writing course this week, we studied a poem by a poet named Li-Young Li. It was about devouring peaches and “taking what we love inside.” When the instructor recited a line from the poem - There are days ...
Since Monty was killed, every day has been difficult. At night in my bed, I surround myself with pillows to mask the emptiness. When I wake up, I force myself to begin my morning routine which is very different. It ...
Today, I post bilingually for the first time. Hoy, escribo mi primer post bilingüe. I’ve just passed the 11-month mark. For a while, I thought I was doing fine—especially since I managed to get through the 23rd without shedding a tear. ...
I married my best friend in autumn—two became one. Finding my true love and then tragically losing him literally crushed my heart and weighed down my soul. My deep love for him created this very deep grief that doesn’t go ...